I'm doing it. I'm changing my major. I wish you all could have seen me yesterday; I was on cloud nine. 
I've haven't been this excited to do something in a long time. Who would have thought that such a simple change could be such a big deal. No longer will I have to endure the headache of 8am organic chemistry labs or of impossible calculus word problems. Feeling like a failure is not part of my everyday mood anymore. I really admire those who make in into, and succeed in, the forensic science program here at my school. The heads of the department tell you when you come for orientation that the classes during the first couple years usually weed out the ones who are not able to handle it. It's a very competitive program and those students deserve all the credit they can get for making that far.
As of 11am tomorrow morning, I will officially be an English major. I spoke with both of my parents yesterday, and let me just say I have the best parents in the world. I was afraid they would be disappointed and encourage me to stay in the science program. Instead, my father said, "Well, you can't fit a square peg in a round hole. If your talents are in something else, you have to go in that direction." And my mother said, "What ever you choose we will support you." I was so happy I could have cried. Actually, I think I did tear up when I was listening to my dad.
The amount of freedom I have now is enormous. There is so much more room in my schedule to take great classes. With all the science and math classes I had to take for the forensic program, I didn't have time to take other electives... wait, ok, I did take bowling this semester, but I was already behind in credits, I figured one more wouldn't hurt.
I have a million ideas about what I want to do after I graduate now. And as I get more into the major and start to take editting and creative writing classes, hopefully I will find exactly what it is that I want to do. I can't tell you how much it means to me to finally have choices.
I've haven't been this excited to do something in a long time. Who would have thought that such a simple change could be such a big deal. No longer will I have to endure the headache of 8am organic chemistry labs or of impossible calculus word problems. Feeling like a failure is not part of my everyday mood anymore. I really admire those who make in into, and succeed in, the forensic science program here at my school. The heads of the department tell you when you come for orientation that the classes during the first couple years usually weed out the ones who are not able to handle it. It's a very competitive program and those students deserve all the credit they can get for making that far.
As of 11am tomorrow morning, I will officially be an English major. I spoke with both of my parents yesterday, and let me just say I have the best parents in the world. I was afraid they would be disappointed and encourage me to stay in the science program. Instead, my father said, "Well, you can't fit a square peg in a round hole. If your talents are in something else, you have to go in that direction." And my mother said, "What ever you choose we will support you." I was so happy I could have cried. Actually, I think I did tear up when I was listening to my dad.
The amount of freedom I have now is enormous. There is so much more room in my schedule to take great classes. With all the science and math classes I had to take for the forensic program, I didn't have time to take other electives... wait, ok, I did take bowling this semester, but I was already behind in credits, I figured one more wouldn't hurt.
I have a million ideas about what I want to do after I graduate now. And as I get more into the major and start to take editting and creative writing classes, hopefully I will find exactly what it is that I want to do. I can't tell you how much it means to me to finally have choices.
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Glad you're so happy! Your parents rock!